What am I doing here? On the banks of the Diamantina Where only skinny dingoes and horny lizards go The moon is loud and clear Like the notes on m' concertina I'll play another drovin' song the white owl wouldn't know
Forty years been drovin', no woman by my side No one gives me orders on this dusty road I ride But the sun can sure get angry as it burns you from the ground One day those skinny dingoes can drag my bones around
Channel country, gibber plains, tablelands I know And then there's gentle sand dunes where little Mallees grow There's a friendly campfire everywhere I go I'll play another drovin' song the white owl wouldn't know
So see you later Birdsville, you're far too flash for me While the beer was cold and yummy from here it's Billy Tea The mob is keen on movin' and that's sounds good to me Good feed they reckon southbound, we're heading for Marree
Forty years been drovin', no woman by my side No one gives me orders on this dusty road I ride But the flies can drive you crazy and the wind can get you down But you won't find me lingerin' or hanging round this townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
